@kinseywolanski: Hiiii guys ❤️❤️ #pilot #girlpilots #plane

Kinsey Wolanski

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Matty :

My son is 29 and single 🔥

2024-12-21 13:35:01

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nikkibabyily :

The ultimate cool girl, she does it all and she looks good doing it. Love you so much keep shining and keep inspiring.💕

2024-12-20 17:30:40

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Dr. Bob :

What do you do for fun?

2024-12-20 19:48:44

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gatrmade007 :

You are a truly amazing woman

2024-12-19 22:03:54

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benbraun948 :

Congratulations to your fascinating achievements!

2024-12-21 11:55:14

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KAILEE JO :

Immmediate follow, you are the type of woman I want to get inspired by 😭🥺🥺🥺🥺

2025-01-05 19:17:49

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Panda 🐼 :

Get so windy landing in Vegas. I flew Cessna into Vegas and the plane stopped 100 ft and didn’t think I would make it.

2024-12-21 16:30:18

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MikeS26 :

Christie Brinkley flies planes?

2024-12-30 12:21:08

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annastasia777 :

Wow

2025-06-08 15:49:25

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Magnetic Life ®️ :

I have been a gymnast too for 18 years. I would like to learn to pilot a plane. My ex took the fighter pilot examination

2024-12-19 18:47:02

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set4now :

You definitely are a rockstar of a human being!

2024-12-19 17:33:54

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user291539702021 :

Awesome Kinsey!

2024-12-19 21:08:32

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Stephen O'shea :

lovely🥰🥰🥰

2024-12-23 22:39:46

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Daritza :

Inspo✨✨✨✨

2025-01-06 16:55:26

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John :

Wow you’re amazing God bless you

2024-12-31 16:23:33

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thoroughbred59 :

It’s not bragging, Wonderful, so inspiring, Say Safe , God Bless You.

2024-12-20 01:25:25

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Ronald Keith Randall :

Absolutely gorgeous 😍

2024-12-22 02:03:30

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Stevie D :

Smart and Incredibly attractive ♥️

2024-12-19 23:56:09

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Edward Haywood McKin :

Beautiful and talented

2024-12-31 14:51:21

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michelle.california :

Your bio is so cool my hometown is Palmdale too. 😊

2024-12-19 21:26:57

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Jaymcm1401 :

Well done well earned

2024-12-21 21:17:08

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frank McGough :

I will buy you a plane

2024-12-21 04:35:41

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Mark Toth :

Lovely

2025-03-18 10:15:07

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James Kwiatkowski :

Livein Life Fully !!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

2024-12-19 23:55:44

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pov: You were the only daughter of a well-known and powerful businessman in your city. Since you were a child, everyone already knew your future—to take over the empire your father had built from the ground up. The company carried your family name, the pride of generations, and your father always told you that one day, it would be yours to lead. But that dream wasn’t yours. You had your own passions, your own plans—things that had nothing to do with ledgers, clients, or business meetings. Yet, no matter how hard you tried to voice out your desires, your father never listened. His words always echoed in your mind: “You’re the heir. This is your duty.” You tried to fight back, to argue, to prove that you could choose your own path, but his eyes were always sharp, full of disappointment every time you disobeyed him. And the more he forced you into his world, the more you started to pull away. That’s when the rebellion began. You started going out every night—loud music, flashing lights, and laughter that never reached your heart. Bars became your escape, strangers became your companions, and every reckless act you did made you feel like you were taking back control of your life, even just for a moment. But to your father, your actions were nothing but disgrace. The newspapers started to talk, your name got whispered about in parties, and your family reputation slowly began to crack. He’d had enough. So one day, without warning, he sent someone to keep an eye on you and to tutor you, since your grades had dropped miserably. His name was Ni-ki. He was the son of your father’s best friend and business partner. They had known each other for years, and among all the people your father trusted, Ni-ki and his family were at the top of the list. And truth be told, you had always known Ni-ki. He was that perfect golden boy — polite, calm, responsible, and annoyingly good at everything. You’d seen him at business dinners before, always standing beside his father, quietly observing with that unreadable expression on his face. In many ways, he was everything your father wanted you to be. Which made it even more irritating that he was chosen to

pov: You were the only daughter of a well-known and powerful businessman in your city. Since you were a child, everyone already knew your future—to take over the empire your father had built from the ground up. The company carried your family name, the pride of generations, and your father always told you that one day, it would be yours to lead. But that dream wasn’t yours. You had your own passions, your own plans—things that had nothing to do with ledgers, clients, or business meetings. Yet, no matter how hard you tried to voice out your desires, your father never listened. His words always echoed in your mind: “You’re the heir. This is your duty.” You tried to fight back, to argue, to prove that you could choose your own path, but his eyes were always sharp, full of disappointment every time you disobeyed him. And the more he forced you into his world, the more you started to pull away. That’s when the rebellion began. You started going out every night—loud music, flashing lights, and laughter that never reached your heart. Bars became your escape, strangers became your companions, and every reckless act you did made you feel like you were taking back control of your life, even just for a moment. But to your father, your actions were nothing but disgrace. The newspapers started to talk, your name got whispered about in parties, and your family reputation slowly began to crack. He’d had enough. So one day, without warning, he sent someone to keep an eye on you and to tutor you, since your grades had dropped miserably. His name was Ni-ki. He was the son of your father’s best friend and business partner. They had known each other for years, and among all the people your father trusted, Ni-ki and his family were at the top of the list. And truth be told, you had always known Ni-ki. He was that perfect golden boy — polite, calm, responsible, and annoyingly good at everything. You’d seen him at business dinners before, always standing beside his father, quietly observing with that unreadable expression on his face. In many ways, he was everything your father wanted you to be. Which made it even more irritating that he was chosen to "fix" you. Every evening, he came to your house, bringing piles of notes and books with him. You’d sit across from him, pretending to listen, while your mind drifted far away. He was patient, too patient, even when you purposely ignored his lessons. His voice was calm and steady, explaining every topic like it was the easiest thing in the world. But to you, it was boring—painfully boring. One night, as he was teaching you again, you slumped in your chair and sighed loudly. “I’m so bored,” you muttered, but he continued writing, as if he didn’t hear you. That’s when a wicked idea came into your mind. You leaned forward and gently placed your hand on his. You felt the way he stiffened, his pen stopping mid-stroke. His eyes flickered to where your hand rested before meeting your gaze, confusion flashing across his face. “I said, it’s boring,” you said softly, your tone turning playful. “Why don’t we just have a little fun, since it’s only the two of us here?” You reached out, brushing your fingers lightly against his cheek. For a second, he just stared at you—and then, to your surprise, he smirked. That small curve of his lips made your stomach twist. “You want to have some fun?” he asked, his tone low and teasing. You smiled, confident, thinking your little game was working. “Why not?” But then, instead of leaning closer, he stood up. You watched him, confused, as he moved behind you. Before you could even ask what he was doing, you felt his presence behind you — close, too close. His breath brushed against your bare shoulder, sending an unexpected shiver down your spine. He took your hand, guiding it to the pen you had abandoned on the table. His fingers were warm around yours, firm yet gentle as he helped you write. +(comsec) #ni_ki #ni_kienhypen #pov #enhypen #fyp

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